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Regina Spektor
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Consequence Of Sounds
Lyricist:Regina Spektor
My rhyme ain't good just yet My brain and tongue just met And they ain't friends so far My words don't travel far
They tangle in my hair And tend to go nowhere They grow right back inside Right past my brain and eyes
Into my stomach juice Where they don't serve much use No healthy calories Nutrition values
And I absorb back in The words right through my skin They sit there festering Inside my bowels
The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds
Got a soundtrack In my mind all the time Kids screaming from too much beat up And they don't even rhyme
They just stand there On a street corner Skin tucked in And meat side out and shouting
I'd like to turn them down but there ain't no knob Born into picket fences not into picket lines All this hippie shit's for the sixties Only cliche in our times
But what if one of these days Your heart will just stop ticking And they sort of just don't find you Till your cubicle is reeking
The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds
Did you know that the gravedigger's Still getting stuck in the machine Even though it's a whole other daydream?
It's another town It's another world Where the kid's asleep And the loans are paid And the lawns are mowed
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com What'd you think All the gravediggers were gone Just 'cause one song is done?
There's always another one Waiting right around the bend Till this one ends Then it begins squeaky clean And it starts all over again
The weather report keeps on tossing and turning Predicting and warning and warning and warning Of possible leakage from news publications And possible leakage from news TV stations
That very same morning right next to her coffee She noticed some bleeding and heard hollow coughing The National Geographic was being too graphic When all she had wanted to know was the traffic
The world's got a nosebleed, it said, and we're flooding But we keep on cutting the trees in the forest And we keep on paying those freaks on the TV Who claim they will save us but want to enslave us
And sweating like demons, they scream through our speakers But we leave the sound on 'cause silence is harder And no one's the killer and no one's the martyr The world that has made us can no longer contain us And prophets are silent then rotting away 'cause
The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds
My rhyme ain't good just yet My brain and tongue just met And they ain't friends so far My words don't travel far
They tangle in my hair And tend to go nowhere They grow right back inside Right past my brain and eyes
Into my stomach juice Where they don't serve much use No healthy calories Nutrition values
And I absorb back in The words right through my skin They sit there festering Inside my bowels
The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds The consonants and vowels The consequence of sounds
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